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Apr
Legs spread, arms above your head, you watch as he walks over to the toy chest. He grabs an assortment of dildos, vibrators, clamps, and one small leather whip. He promised 12 hours of using you, and one thing you know about Master...he never goes back on his word."Now, my little pet," he says, grabbing the small whip. "What dirty thoughts have you been having while I was away?""I missed Master's cock," you say.The whip came across your tits, fast. The sting made your already-hard nipples twitch a bit.
"Why does a little slut like you deserve this dick?" The whip strikes you on the words "slut", "deserve", and "dick". And you know why you deserve this, why you deserve that magnificent cock. Because Master loves you. "Because your little slut worships you. Because your cock is the only cock to fill me. Your strong, glorious cock needs a sweet hole to violate, and I want to sacrifice myself for your pleasure just to feel that cock squirt your holy seed inside me."
Suddenly, his face is on your breasts, sucking hard! "Oh shit!" you moan breathlessly as the warm feeling of his tongue flicks across first one nipple, and then the other. When he finally pulls away from your hanging form, your tits are throbbing (in the best way possible) and they ache for more.He takes a few swipes across your breasts with the whip. You whimper as the combination of pressure and sting sending a new stream of wetness down your leg. He noticed, and this time the whip swishes upward, slapping your pussy under your thong.
Carefully, he grabs one of the small, egg-shaped vibrators. Apparently he still has plans for your nipples, but your pussy is dying for attention."Hmm...that wet pussy looks lonely. Let's see if it can be friends with this." Fuck yes! He turns it on low, and comes at your pussy. "Oh, your pussy is friendly, isn't it? Here's a kiss for that sweet thing." Even on low power, the vibrator is sending you over the edge. But you hold back. Master hasn't given you permission ot cum yet.
"Good girl," he whispers in your ear, "What do you want?""Sir, I need to cum. Please, please let me cum. Make me cum so hard."In a quick movement, he reaches the controls and drives the vibrator into overdrive. You scream out "FUUUUUUUCK", but barely hold your orgasm at bay. It's coming, soon, and you need his permission. "Please, sir, let me cum!" Your voice is barely a squeak as you fight the inevitable. "I've been a bad, dirty little slut, and I need to cum!"
His hand returns to the controls and reduces the vibrator's settings to medium, and he pulls back his hand to decrease the pressure on your pussy. "You look so beautiful hanging there. That skin is so perfect. I love the faces you make when I torture you. Don't you cum until I say you can. I wanna watch your legs shake and hear you scream. Moan for me you sexy little slut. Make me hard again . I'm going to bind you so I can see your sweet body, just as I want to see you: helpless, under my command, for my personal pleasure."The words begin to flow from you as well: "Yes, sir. Please, sir. Fuck my pussy with that hard cock. Please let me cum...I'll do whatever you want. I'll let you fuck me until I pass out on your big cock from cumming. Just please let me cum!"
And with one final thrust of the egg, set on it's highest setting, finally he says, "You may cum."Your whole body feels the words like the release valve on a pressure cooker. Instantly the shaking starts as wave after wave of orgasm rolls over you, from the tingles that make your hair rise on your neck, to the curl of your toes. You scream out as you let the knot in your middle snap, your pussy pulsing over and over. Your eyes roll back in your head, and for a moment no sound leaves your lips as you lose your breath in the ecstacy.
Legs spread, arms above your head, you watch as he walks over to the toy chest. He grabs an assortment of dildos, vibrators, clamps, and one small leather whip. He promised 12 hours of using you, and one thing you know about Master...he never goes back on his word."Now, my little pet," he says, grabbing the small whip. "What dirty thoughts have you been having while I was away?""I missed Master's cock," you say.The whip came across your tits, fast. The sting made your already-hard nipples twitch a bit.
"Why does a little slut like you deserve this dick?" The whip strikes you on the words "slut", "deserve", and "dick". And you know why you deserve this, why you deserve that magnificent cock. Because Master loves you. "Because your little slut worships you. Because your cock is the only cock to fill me. Your strong, glorious cock needs a sweet hole to violate, and I want to sacrifice myself for your pleasure just to feel that cock squirt your holy seed inside me."
Suddenly, his face is on your breasts, sucking hard! "Oh shit!" you moan breathlessly as the warm feeling of his tongue flicks across first one nipple, and then the other. When he finally pulls away from your hanging form, your tits are throbbing (in the best way possible) and they ache for more.He takes a few swipes across your breasts with the whip. You whimper as the combination of pressure and sting sending a new stream of wetness down your leg. He noticed, and this time the whip swishes upward, slapping your pussy under your thong.
Carefully, he grabs one of the small, egg-shaped vibrators. Apparently he still has plans for your nipples, but your pussy is dying for attention."Hmm...that wet pussy looks lonely. Let's see if it can be friends with this." Fuck yes! He turns it on low, and comes at your pussy. "Oh, your pussy is friendly, isn't it? Here's a kiss for that sweet thing." Even on low power, the vibrator is sending you over the edge. But you hold back. Master hasn't given you permission ot cum yet.
"Good girl," he whispers in your ear, "What do you want?""Sir, I need to cum. Please, please let me cum. Make me cum so hard."In a quick movement, he reaches the controls and drives the vibrator into overdrive. You scream out "FUUUUUUUCK", but barely hold your orgasm at bay. It's coming, soon, and you need his permission. "Please, sir, let me cum!" Your voice is barely a squeak as you fight the inevitable. "I've been a bad, dirty little slut, and I need to cum!"
His hand returns to the controls and reduces the vibrator's settings to medium, and he pulls back his hand to decrease the pressure on your pussy. "You look so beautiful hanging there. That skin is so perfect. I love the faces you make when I torture you. Don't you cum until I say you can. I wanna watch your legs shake and hear you scream. Moan for me you sexy little slut. Make me hard again . I'm going to bind you so I can see your sweet body, just as I want to see you: helpless, under my command, for my personal pleasure."The words begin to flow from you as well: "Yes, sir. Please, sir. Fuck my pussy with that hard cock. Please let me cum...I'll do whatever you want. I'll let you fuck me until I pass out on your big cock from cumming. Just please let me cum!"
And with one final thrust of the egg, set on it's highest setting, finally he says, "You may cum."Your whole body feels the words like the release valve on a pressure cooker. Instantly the shaking starts as wave after wave of orgasm rolls over you, from the tingles that make your hair rise on your neck, to the curl of your toes. You scream out as you let the knot in your middle snap, your pussy pulsing over and over. Your eyes roll back in your head, and for a moment no sound leaves your lips as you lose your breath in the ecstacy.
